Hey guys, so I came up with this idea when I was really bored, so yeah. Here’s chapter one and @Hazel Tree rabbitry I put a character in for you because you’re such a good friend! I love you! Your character is Hazel, so yeah.

Feedback wanted. Hope y’all like it!

Jaidie

Rain wiped the sweat from his brow and leaned against the fence. He grabbed his water skin and drank. He sighed in relief as the cold water soothed his dry throat. He took another long drink then put the lid back on. He set the water skin on the ground and sighed as he picked up the ax and started chopping firewood. Rain wished his father and brother were here, but they weren’t so he had to do all the hard work himself. It wasn’t fair he had to work all day while his father and brother were who knew where. He had to stay here with his momma and sisters, no fair. It had been five long years since he had seen his father or brother, not since momma and father had split ways.

He shook his head it doesn’t matter his momma had said he is a bad buck for you and your sisters to be raised around. His momma told him that every time he asked why they had split. That was all he got as an answer. He hated his life. Being stuck in one spot working until he thought he was going to die and then there were the bullies from school that made fun of his name and the white smudge on his nose. It was the only white spot on his otherwise grey fur, and to top matters off they called him four-eyes.

Rain stopped cutting wood and looked at himself in a buck of water. He frowned at his grey fur that wouldn’t stay in place, the weird white smudge on his nose, his light blue eyes, and at the glasses he wore. He sighed. “Four-eyes,” he said under his breath as he finished cutting the firewood.

He loaded all the firewood into a wheelbarrow and pushed it to the house. It was a small house with only one window by the door and a small porch where his two sisters Jana and Hazel were stringing beans for dinner. He unloaded the firewood, stacking it neatly by the porch stairs. When he was done, he dusted his hands off and climbed up the stairs taking them two at a time. He smiled when he reached the top of the stairs and said, gasping for breath, “Hey Hazel did you see that?”

Hazel smiled, Jana rolled her eyes and said, “Nobody cares how fast you can run up the stairs Rain.”

Rain frowned. “Ouch,” he said trying to act offended.

Jana shook her head as she continued stringing beans. Hazel laughed. “You really get on Jana’s nerves Rain, but it’s so funny to see her face,” Hazel said still laughing.

Rain rolled his eyes. “Y’all do realize I just climbed twenty steps in less than five seconds, right?”

Hazel laughed again before saying, “Yeah, you did. You really need a new hobby other than trying to beat my record at climbing stairs.”

Rain smiled. “Maybe I like climbing stairs.”

Hazel never stopped laughing as she said, “Okay, if that’s what you like to do go for it.”

Rain started laughing, he couldn’t help it seeing Hazel laugh so hard made him laugh. “Why are you laughing?” He asked.

Hazel laughed harder. “I don’t know,” she said, putting a hand on her mouth.

Rain shook his head as he walked inside chuckling to himself, Hazel was so funny. He sighed as he thought of what Hazel had said, find a hobby. The truth was he didn’t even know what he liked to do; he hadn’t really ever thought about it. He shrugged, what was the point? He didn’t have time for that kind of stuff anyway.

Rain looked around the room for his momma but he didn’t see her, maybe she was in the kitchen. “Momma, I’m done cutting the firewood.” He yelled; his momma didn’t answer.

He walked into the kitchen to see his momma talking to his teacher. He quickly leaned against the wall hoping no one had seen him. He listened.

“What’s wrong are his grades bad?” His momma asked. Rain bit his lip.

“No, his grades are not bad, but that is just because he has not shown up for school in two weeks,” his teacher said.

Rain banged the back of his head against the wall. No, was the only thing he could think, no. He was caught and he knew he was in trouble, a lot of trouble. His momma called for him and he gulped as he walked into the kitchen head down. He was doomed.